On Moroccan Time
Morocco. The very name of the country always had a mythical meaning for me. Deserts meet mountains in...
Morocco. The very name of the country always had a mythical meaning for me. Deserts meet mountains in...
The ancient cobbled streets of the Medina in Fes, Morocco, with it’s whirlwind of people, scooters, wheel barrows...
Quiet. Not a word I thought I would ever use to describe the infamous city of Tangier, Morocco....
HOME. It is more than a place, more than a location. It is a feeling and a state...
Think of this: remove yourself entirely from your current life, your environment and the people you know. Start...
Elephants wandering in large slow movements across the savannah. Giraffes striding majestically towering above the flat top trees....
“One is a little bit alone in the desert. One is also alone among others.” – Antoine de...
Inception. I am in danger of becoming stuck inside this movie. I have watched it three times and...
At times it seemed like a mountain too steep to climb, a rock too heavy to push. Five...
In November 2009 having sold my flat and most of my belongings I left Copenhagen and embarked on...
Apologies for not blogging much lately, battling fatigue, a cold and a headache after pushing myself a bit...
I am completely taken aback by wide open desolate spaces. The bigger, wider, more open, more desolate the...
“It’s caught me in it’s spotlight. It’s alright it’s alright the moonlight”. A Thin Lizzy hit although I...
In the words of Monty Python ‘and now for something completely different’ – Travel Photography and Ethno Photography....
Feeling like a bit of adventure? A bit of magic? New stories? New images? New silliness? Then get...
To attempt an understanding of Muad’Dib without understanding his mortal enemies, the Harkonnens, is to attempt seeing Truth...
As a follow up to my post about Patterns in the Desert, I present images once again from...
I wrote earlier about zooming in and picking out patterns in the desert from the air. It works...